"Teacher Wang!"

"Director Wang, what's wrong with you?"

Everyone hurriedly went to help Wang Changhong.

This ribbon-cutting ceremony can already be called a very grand ribbon-cutting ceremony for Huahai No. 1 Middle School, and with Wang Changhong's fainting, it ended inexplicably.

The high-quality ribbon-cutting ribbon that Wang Changhong bought for 200 yuan so comically escaped the fate of being cut in two by Xu Minhua.

Wang Changhong suddenly fainted, and everyone did not dare to delay, so they did not carry him into the school infirmary, but sent him directly to a nearby medium-sized hospital.

After being taken to the hospital, Wang Changhong woke up quickly, but the doctor told everyone that the patient's condition was not optimistic.

"The patient's condition may be a bit worse..."

Outside Wang Changhong's ward, the gray-haired old doctor wanted to speak and stopped.

"What's wrong, doctor?"

Looking at Wang Changhong, who was lying on the bed in a daze, Xu Minhua suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Really...

"Let me tell you that!" the old doctor sighed, "As far as the patient's current condition is concerned, it is very likely that he is mentally abnormal. ”

"Psychological?"

Xu Minhua was startled and hurriedly asked, "Doctor, isn't he fainting due to overwork, how can he be mentally abnormal?"

"It would be nice if he was overworked," said the old doctor, shaking his head, "although the patient's body is very weak, the main reason for his fainting is because of external stimuli. ”

"Stimulation from the outside world?" Xu Minhua frowned and looked at Wang Changhong, suddenly slapped his thigh, and said in annoyance: "Oops! How did I forget this stubble!"

"What's wrong, Headmaster?"

The teacher who came with him hurriedly surrounded him and asked.

"I... Alas, blame me!"

Xu Minhua didn't say what Wang Changhong was stimulated by, but when he looked at the latter, he did have some remorse and self-blame.

"Inform Chang Hong's family!"

Xu Minhua glanced at Wang Changhong on the hospital bed again, sighed, and walked away with his hands behind his back, leaving everyone looking at each other.

Since then, there has been a sloppy middle-aged man who is a little mentally abnormal, and in the narrative of the later students, this middle-aged man seems to be the leader of the first middle school before.

"How can it be!"

In a classroom office in the teaching building of No. 1 Middle School, through the glass window that was polished every day, Ma Xinghe, the former director of teaching, was angrily looking at Wang Changhong who was sitting at the school gate.

"It's really unreasonable!" Ma Xinghe clenched his fists, slammed it the desk in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "What mistake did Chang Hong make, you have to treat him like this!"

Ma Xinghe is so angry, naturally there is a reason.

Few people know that although Ma Xinghe and Wang Changhong are not good people, the relationship between them is very sincere.

Since childhood, the two have been playmates who talk about everything.

Even later in primary school, middle school, and even university, the two went to the same school very coincidentally, and most of the time, the two were still in the same class, and after graduation, they went to Huahai No. 1 Middle School to teach together.

The friendship of more than 30 years shows how good the relationship between the two is, and the reason why Wang Changhong was able to become the grade director of the first year of high school is completely because of Ma Xing and the former teaching director.

Although after Ma Xinghe, the natural director of academic affairs, Wang Changhong began to become restrained when he faced him again, but in Ma Xinghe's heart, his attitude towards the latter did not change at all.

At this moment, seeing his best friend end up in such a bleak end, the anger in Ma Xinghe's heart can be imagined.

"Ye Xuan, you wait for me!"

The reason why Wang Changhong was stimulated to become the way he is now is that Ma Xinghe has long investigated it clearly.

For the principal Xu Minhua, Ma Xinghe didn't dare to do anything crooked, so he could only sprinkle all his anger on Ye Xuan.

After calming down his emotions briefly, Ma Xinghe took out his mobile phone and dialed Ma Kun's phone.

"Hey, is it Xiao Kun?"

"Uncle Cousin, do you have something to do with me, I'm busy here!"

The voice on the phone was very noisy, and Ma Kun's kid shouldn't know where he was fooling around.

Ma Xinghe frowned and said, "You find a quiet place, I'll have something to do with you!"

"Okay, uncle, wait a minute. Ma Kun's reluctant voice came from the other end of the phone.

Half a minute later.

"Uncle, what's the matter?"

"Xiao Kun, that's the case, you are the student king of our No. 1 middle school, and my uncle wants to trouble you with something. ”

Hearing Ma Xinghe call himself the student king, Ma Kun became proud, patted his chest and said, "Uncle, what do you say, in No. 1 Middle School, there is nothing I can't do." ”

Ma Xinghe said: "That's good! I know that Xiao Kun will not refuse your uncle." ”

"That.. Xiao Kun!" Ma Xinghe said: "Uncle wants you to find a few people to teach Ye Xuan in the first and third classes of high school a lesson." ”

"What, find someone to teach Ye Xuan a lesson?"

Hearing Ma Xinghe's words about what he wanted to do by himself, Ma Kun, who was still heroic just now, immediately coaxed: "I said uncle, can you change one thing! I was just beaten by Ye Xuan not long ago, and I don't want to be beaten again." ”

"You! Look at your little bit of talent!" Ma Xinghe said with hatred of iron and steel: "I will beat you up at one time? You are the student king of our No. 1 middle school, so you can admit it so easily? Even if you are afraid that you can't beat him, then you can find more people!"

Ma Kun said with a sad face: "Uncle! It's really not that I don't want to help you! It's useless to have too many people, last time I found more than 500 students, wasn't he hanging on the roof and beating me?"

"What!" Ma Xinghe was surprised: "According to what you said, the last time Ye Xuan fought in a group and picked up a few hundred, it should be true?"

"It's not real, it's still fake!" Ma Kun muttered, "My ass still hurts." ”

"That's it!" Ma Xinghe pondered with his phone.

Tens of seconds later.

"That's Xiao Kun, you go find some people in the society," Ma Xinghe said: "I don't believe it yet, a group of underworlds can't clean up a small middle school student." ”

"That's right!" On the other end of the phone, Ma Kun said excitedly: "Why didn't I expect that, the students can't beat me, can't I still be a member of the society? Haha! Uncle, you can leave this matter to me! I promise to do it for you!"

Ma Xinghe said: "Okay, Xiao Kun, this matter will be left to you!"

"Okay, uncle, just look at it, I promise to teach our high school students a good lesson!"

"Okay uncle, if it's okay, I'll hang up first!"

After speaking, Ma Kun planned to hang up the phone.

"Hey, Xiao Kun, wait first!" Ma Xinghe hurriedly stopped Ma Kun, and then said, "By the way, you have scratched Ye Xuan's name on the board at the school gate!"

"It's a trivial matter! Leave it to me! Hang up, uncle!"

"Hang up!"

Ma Xinghe looked at the hung up call, sneered, and put the phone in his pocket.

On Ma Kun's side, because Ma Kun came out to call for a long time, the green-haired people also chased him out.

"What's the matter, Ma Kun, you haven't gone back for so long!" asked Li Mad, who had a cigarette in his mouth.

"What's the matter? hey, hey, hey!" Ma Kun laughed evilly: "Brothers, get ready, let's go to Ye Xuan's trouble!"

"What?, trouble with Ye Xuan?" Hearing Ma Kun's words, several people who hadn't approached took a few steps back: "Ma Kun, are you crazy?

"Yes, you are looking for your own death, but don't pull us along!"

"yes, we haven't lived enough!"

"No, we can't sit still, I think we should hurry up and surrender to Ye Xuan, so as not to be implicated by Ma Kun when we get there!"

Saying that, a few people turned around and left, and they really planned to report to Ye Xuan.

"I'll wipe it, what's the situation!" looked at the several dead friends of the "special righteousness", and the black line on Ma Kun's head: "I said that you should listen to me!"

Who knew that the green hair and the others didn't stop walking, but walked faster.

"I'll go!" Ma Kun angrily stretched out his hand and pointed at the green-haired people, shook his hand, and hurriedly chased after them.

After some explanation, Green Hair and the others finally understood Ma Kun's confidence, but a few people still asked uneasily:

"Can it be done Ma Kun, a few underworlds can beat Ye Xuan?"

"Oh, what are you afraid of!" Ma Kun looked like a boss, waved his big hand, and said domineeringly: "It's really not good, let them bring some hard guys when the time comes!"

"Hard guy?" several people's eyes lit up, and this can be regarded as a relief.

"Li Mad, you are familiar with the underworld, and I will leave the matter of finding someone to you. ”

"Okay, no problem!"